This is a song about "Cure"

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Looking for a cure, a ditch to dump a bitch,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

So i cure that tragedy by rhyming after bowls

See ya plate full

Tell me you have a cure

Whack is some kinda disease and i'm the cure because i drop

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Bawling "i'll cure me" from my heart that is hellish

Fuck the loving, up 'n' coming rappers are the cure for this virus plague

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great